From last chapter: Amanda is running a race through London, not only to promote Piper but to save her pride as well. Starli is in an important meeting and Harry is having a spasm! What will happen next?

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The blazing sun shined on her shoulder as she ran though the normally busy streets of London. At least she would be able to do some window shopping, if she stopped long enough to get a good look at the displaces as she passed them by. She quick stopped at the corner where there were volunteer's giving out water. It was like playing shadow tag. "This must be a record high." Amanda thought to herself as she ran as fast as she could. She knew that she had a habit of running faster at the beginning than she did at the end, this she knew that this was not the proper way to run. She continued to push herself to drink fast as she started to notice other runner's passing her. Then she threw the paper cup in the trash and thanked that attendant and continued to run the race when she noticed that Scot was close behind her.

He ran faster although his body told him to stop, he had to catch up to her and prove that he was right once and for all, so that arrogant little brat would she how wrong she is. Although she was not short she was not tall enough to be a pro-basketball player, at 5'7 she was average and not little. The sweat poured down his milky white skin and his freckles burned. He must not stop.

He was approaching Amanda like a runaway train, Amanda kept at a steady pace, she recognized that if she kept up at this pace she would beat Scot for sure, if she slowed down, any bit she would lose. Losing was not an option for Amanda Sydney. Amanda heard the loud spectators in the back round, the some bleacher were attached to the brown brick shops, with the shinny clean window facing the black lava lanes. Most stores had strips or sold color awnings to shelter the spectator's of this yearly event. The spectators did not matter; all that matter was that she won. Amanda sprinted a bit faster. She knew that she was almost back at the plaza where she started. She notices the green median in the middle of the road and the colorful flowers that were grown there. She was supposed that they where not shrived up to dust any time soon. Then she kept on running when finally her competitor caught up with her.

"Ha you thought that you were going to bet me, that little distraction of the pretty flowers gave me the prefect chance to pass you." He said as he was quickly running out of breath.

"Funny, you have not passed me yet." Amanda said in response to Scot's argument,

"Ya, but I could of passed you when you were daydreaming with the flowers."

"But you did not and that is the point." Amanda countered,

"Because I am a good and proper gentleman and want to have a fair race."

"Fair my ass! You are never fair when you are operating in business. What, a change of heart?"

"Never, not with you a least, now I'm going to win and you will see the light."

"We will see about that!" Amanda shouted as she sprint harder and passed him

Amanda could see the finish line coming faster and faster at her. Beads of sweat dripped on her face and her heart raced. "I must win," Amanda told herself, as she became more overheated because of the blazing sun. Just then she felt a sweaty hand on her shoulder.

"I will win." He said as he pulled Amanda to the ground. "I will never lose to you are again. Bitch," He angrily spat on the ground where Amanda laid.

On the sizzling pan of a road, Amanda felt like a sun side up egg on one of those anti-drug commercials in the U.S. She could not move the heat and the dizziness in her head. "Mind over matter," She thought and lifted herself off the ground. %^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%^%

So who is going to win? Well review and find out! Thanks to all my reviewers!